Angst (12 angst fanfics)
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(I am not in love with him. I was.) forelsket (n.) the euphoria you experience when you fall in love for the first time.
Sometimes he was sunshine, sometimes he was rain. But it was okay because a sunflower like her needed him to live. He found her in autumn, amidst the despair and melancholia that she held. He had never left her, for all he had was her, a dainty flower.
Life is like photography yo
Bang Yongguk loves having her close to him because the distance between them—even inches—is unbearable. He needs her, secured with him. Body glued together, fingers intertwined and hearts of the same beat: he loves the warmth she possesses and the blood-curling feeling he gets when he feels her warm breaths on his skin. “I hope,” she begins with a forlorn smile, “that
“Someone—save me,” he chokes on his sobs of bittersweet anguish and gasps for a huge breath. He wishes to wallow himself in depression, swimming in a pool of melancholy. This is good, he thinks silently to himself. He prefers living like this to returning to his queer self. On second thought, he doesn’t want to be saved. He wants to dwell w
Whenever she would look at him, the world would seem to cease to be in motion. It would stop and all that exists at the moment for her would be just Myungsoo and her eyes staring at him. There would be nothing else that mattered – no noise, no other people, no thoughts or worries, no yesterday, no tomorrow.
In a relationship like ours, words are hardly said. Both of you weren't good with words, you were a girl that didn't like noise and he was a boy different from the other boys that were his age. Both of you had the power of telepathy. You two communicated through the eyes, without saying anything. And both of you actually knew what you were trying to tell.
What happens when the person you love most, said that you were useless and good for nothing? Just hit me rather than being mad. I hope you can feel better that. Hit me as much as how I've hurt your feelings, I'm sorry for my harsh words. I never wanted to say them, they took control of my mouth. Just hit me, instead of ignoring me.
If you love someone, tell him or her. Forget about the rules or the fear of looking ridiculous. What is truly ridiculous is passing up on an opportunity to tell someone that your heart is invested him or her.
I still love you although you have a girl. It's okay because I'll still love you nevertheless. One sided love to the core, but for you, it's okay.